Lonely tree in the north

"What's the matter, isn't it just a little too big." Nan Gongze, who was following behind, felt inexplicably annoyed when he saw the hypocrisy of these people.

"Young Master Nangong really doesn't like this place. Even if the gate of Nangong Mansion is not as big as this one, it is unmatched in terms of luxury."

To pick up Nangong Ze's words like this, it was the man who almost ran into someone while riding a horse on the road the day before yesterday.

Don't look at his cowardly face, but the confidence between his brows is obvious. He didn't wait for Nangong Ze to come back to his senses to refute or become angry, but let the person in front of him take him a step ahead.

But to Mo Xun's surprise, Nan Gongze didn't go mad with anger, he just held back the anger in his heart and glared at him as he left.

"What's the air? It's been less than a year since I became a landlord, and I feel good about myself? It's really ridiculous!"

Seeing the person walking away, Nan Gongze babbled and babbled with dissatisfaction, and muttered for a long time when Mo Xun looked at him, but he immediately glared at him.

"evildoer!"

"........."

Mo Xun expressed his innocence, who did he provoke?What about the little fanboy?

It just reminded him of what Nan Gongze said just now, and Mo Xun felt strange. According to the current landlord of Taxuelou, he shouldn't be the owner. Although it was sooner or later, wouldn't it be too soon if it was two years earlier?

Ji Xiusi became the host, so where did the former host's son, Ji Xiumin, go?

"Master Mo Xun, let's go." Si Ye in front suddenly interrupted Mo Xun's meditation.

Seeing that he was about to fall behind, Mo Xun didn't think too much, just shook his head and kept up.

As the local emperor of Guangling City, the row of faces must be big. Before entering the lobby, the person who arranged the face-to-face had a friendly smile on his face.

After entering the hall, a birthday gift was presented directly, but the old hall master Wen Cen did not attend, but let a respected elder receive it, and then sent someone to arrange for future guests to go to the Nuan Pavilion to rest for a while.

After noon, after a small meal in the Nuan Pavilion, the consul took the guests to Lingxue Hall to look around.

After going back to Nuan Pavilion to rest, I just waited for the banquet to start, and went to meet the old hall master.

Wen Cen's old hall master's birthday, although he said that he did not invite the masters of various sects to come, but at this time, all the masters who should not be underestimated in the future are present at the banquet. It can be said that the next masters of various sects are here.

Mo Xun sat on the table and waited for a long time, but he didn't see the person on the main seat, his stomach was growling after a day of hunger.

He secretly took a snack and hid it in his hand, trying to stuff it into his mouth while Si Ye and Shen Siyu on the left and right were not paying attention.

But just as he was about to lower his head to stuff the snack, the person above suddenly heard a voice, and was so frightened that he didn't bite the snack, and fell directly to the bottom of his feet.

"The feast begins—"

"........."

Mo Xun's forehead was almost black, and he raised his head and stared at the person who yelled loudly.

After a while, at the main seat covered by the dark red agate bead curtain, I vaguely saw an old man in a black robe being helped up to the throne, and the juicy maids standing on both sides stepped forward to pull up the bead curtain, and walked out several times. Step by step, with one voice, the voice is like the voice of a yellow warbler.

"The old hall master has arrived—"

After the words were finished, the two maidservants stepped back, and then a white-haired old man came into view, he seemed to be leaning on the big seat weakly.

Wen Cen is the oldest master of the sect, so naturally everyone attending the banquet is a junior, so they all stood up and bowed their hands in congratulations.

"I have met the old hall master Wen, I wish the old hall master Wen a blessing like the East Sea, a long life without borders, a long life of a hundred years, and enjoy all the glory."

"Ahem... okay, okay, sit down, the banquet is over, don't be restrained." He raised his hands slightly, although he felt powerless, but the apparent majesty was to intimidate everyone.

But how can Mo Xun care about him? No matter how powerful this guy is, it won't be long before he dies. His stomach is tight.

As soon as he heard that it was time to start the meal, Mo Xun picked up the dim sum he had dropped just now, stuffed it into his mouth and ate it with great enjoyment.

"Who is Gu An?"

The old hall master above suddenly spoke in a hoarse voice.

The person who lowered his head to eat paused for a moment, feeling as scared as if he was stealing food in class and was suddenly called by the teacher.

Swallowing what was in his mouth abruptly, Mo Xun stood up tremblingly while wiping his small mouth, "Gu'an has seen the old hall master."

With such a long distance, I don’t know if Wen Cen can see what he looks like. Anyway, after a few seconds of silence, the old man slowly moved his lower body, and asked politely: “I don’t know how the Yuankong Dazong has been doing in recent years. good?"

"Shizong has practiced in closed doors in recent years, and everything is fine. The old hall master Lao made a note; Shizong also asked the younger generation to ask the old hall master in the letter." Mo Xun said exactly what Gu An said to him at that time, and then relaxed. Take a breath.

Wen Cen only nodded slightly, "Okay, everything is fine."

Nan Gongze, who was sitting not far away, saw him, and only scorned him, he stood up and toasted Wen Cen: "The descendant of Cold Soul Valley, Nan Gongze, has met the old hall master, I ask my father Nan Gongting to ask you Ann. A few days ago, my father was unwell and couldn't come here. Please don't blame the old hall master; my father said that when he is better, he will come to make up his congratulatory speech."